Embracing Instruction

???????????????????????????????The other day I was walking down our narrow stairway with Emerald in my arms. She pointed to the wall in front of us and “verbalized” the familiar squawk she makes when she wants to stop and examine something. Posted in my stairwell is 2 Corinthians 5:7, God’s advice for us to walk by faith and not by sight.

Emerald and I stopped and stood on the steps while I read the words to her, pointing to each one. At 15 months she has no understanding of their meaning, but I put lots of animation into the reading, and when I finished, she put her pudgy hands together and applauded. We laughed and moved on down the stairs. And that was that.

Later I thought, why can’t I read those words to her every single time we go down the stairs together? Eventually she’ll begin expecting me to stop and read, and one day (after she learns to talk in more than single words) she’ll start reciting the words along with me. Though she still won’t understand them, a lovely thing will have been accomplished: the memorization of an important, practical piece of God’s truth. And eventually she’ll want to know what it means.

How great it is that the God behind Scripture’s words is the same Person today in 2014 as he was 2000 years ago when that letter to the Corinthian church was put on parchment. And his unchanged nature is the reason we can post pieces of the Bible in our homes (or anywhere else) with confidence in its value and power.

Moody Church choir loftOf course we should be careful never to take verses out of context or twist their meaning to fit personal purposes. But when we post these verses with a sincere desire that God himself permeate our homes and families, I believe it pleases him.

He strongly encourages us to do it in Deuteronomy 11 where he says, “Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds… Teach them to your children… Talk about them when you sit, walk, lie down, get up… Write them on the door-frames of your houses.”

It’s that last part that has motivated me to hang up bits of the Bible in every room.

???????????????????????????????If we intentionally soak our minds in these potent words, it’ll gradually shape our thinking and then our lives, how we act and what we say. And when we miss the mark (as I often do), visible Scripture can bring us back to center.

Every time I walk downstairs, with or without Emerald in my arms, my eyes fall on God’s advice to walk by faith and not by sight. And even a thick-headed person like me eventually finds herself folding this principle into her life.

???????????????????????????????I pray it will one day be the same for Emerald.

“I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you.” (Psalm 119:11)

Button-Button

When Mom was a little girl, she played a game called Button-Button. Although there are several versions, most consist of hiding a button in someone’s hand while the “it” person says, “Button-button, who’s got the button?” and tries to find it.

Button spinnerDad talked about using buttons for homemade spinner-toys on strings (whirligigs), and we grew up watching Mom collect every spare button in her button-box, a heavy wooden drawer divided into twenty 3” X 3” sections.

Button boxWe kids loved studying the wide variety of buttons, some of pearl or glass, others of leather or covered with fabric. Mom organized them by color, including silver, gold, and bronze.

Today while babysitting Emerald, I pulled out my small collection of buttons, thinking we might have some fun with them. Immediately she tucked two small ones into her mouth, and it took a graham cracker to convince her to spit them out.

We had fun counting them, sorting them, and organizing them into muffin tins. She also enjoyed dropping them down my shirt and watching them fall out the bottom, simple pleasures with ordinary items.

sink bubblesI’m fairly sure God is in favor of us slowing down enough to enjoy many other simple pleasures: the sparkle of sink bubbles, the ticking of a clock, the scent of a newspaper, the smoothness of a clean counter-top, the sound of the wind. But most of us find ourselves racing through our days at such high speed we miss out on not just these ordinary blessings but also something far more significant.

Charles E. Hummel authored a book titled Tyranny of the Urgent: He wrote:

“Don’t let the urgent take the place of the important in your life. Oh, the urgent will really fight, claw, and scream for attention. It will plead for our time… But the tragedy of it all is this: while you and I were putting out the fires of the urgent (an everyday affair), the important thing was again left in a holding pattern. Unlike the urgent, it patiently and quietly waits for us to realize its significance.”

Button games aren’t that significant, but spending unhurried time with grandchildren (and others) is. And at the top of that list ought to be deliberate time with God. As Mr. Hummel said, “The Important” patiently and quietly waits for us to realize its [His] significance.

Buttons and more buttonsThe picture of God doing this, patiently, quietly waiting for us to notice him on the sidelines, should prompt us to quickly reach for him. Though I’m sure he approved of Emerald’s and my button games today, it might be a good idea for me to place a few of those buttons around the house as reminders of The Important One waiting to spend unhurried time with him.

“O Lord, I know it is not within the power of man to map his life and plan his course — so you correct me, Lord; but please be gentle.” (Jeremiah 10:23-24)

Joining the Dance

Off to ballet classAt 5½, Skylar Grace (my oldest grandchild) is forging ahead in the process of exploring new activities. She’s devotedly taking ballet classes and last week demonstrated some pretty smooth moves, naming them as she went: pirouette, arabesque, plie’, bow.

Though I haven’t seen any of her per- formances in person, I’ve watched videos and stills, and do get the drift of all she’s learned. She loves her teacher and is thrilled when it’s time to go to class. Last week I got to drive her there, and as we pulled up to the dance studio she said, “Don’t take me in, Midgee. I can go by myself.”

After she hopped out of the van in her pink outfit and slammed the car door I said, “You sure look cute in your tu-tu!”

Turning back to face me, she put her hand on her hip and said, “Midgee, this isn’t a tutu. It’s a leotard.” And off she went.

Skylar knows her ballet terminology and has been practicing her positions for many months. She’s beginning to evidence genuine grace, because she listens carefully in class and faithfully tries to emulate her teacher’s movements. But ballet is a complex discipline, and if she sticks with it, achy muscles and bloody toes will be part of her experience.

Working hard

Very few of us are willing to put in the hours necessary to become good at ballet or anything else that’s an uphill climb to learn. We prefer instead to dabble, hoping for quick results, and when it doesn’t happen, we often drop out. Paying the obligatory price to become proficient (hard work over the long haul) quickly becomes distasteful.

Spiritually speaking we sometimes do the same thing, wanting to live blamelessly before God but only dabbling in the discipline it takes to get there. For instance, we might set a goal to memorize one Scripture verse each week but then skip the review process, expecting the words to “stick” anyway.

Or we promise we’ll be honest with God but then refuse to let him have control over one category of our lives. Or we commit to reading the Bible from cover to cover no matter how many years it takes but get bogged down in Leviticus and throw in the towel.

Our worst enemy, Satan, jumps in the way every time we move one step toward the Lord. He’s thoroughly evil, fighting us with invisible weapons we can’t stand up against… unless we use Scripture and prayer. But if we’re determined to work against his deceit by “following hard after God” (as Tozer would say), we’ll become strong in our faith and will still be standing at the end of his tests, maybe even up on our toes.

Worn from practiceMaybe we should simply copy Skylar’s example in ballet class: listen carefully, follow the leader, and practice all the moves. And if we get “bloody toes” in the process, we shouldn’t let that stop us.

“My soul follows hard after You.” (Psalm 63:8)